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suchawrathfullamb · 15 days

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i can't stop thinking about how was will's life with molly like. i feel like so much of will's affection for abigail was tied with his need to be normal and feel normal for once, and he finally got this when he married molly. i wish i could take all those three years they had been married and scrutinize under a microscope, was he wearing his own person suit of the sweet man 100% of the time? was he having nightmares about mizumono's events? he told bedelia that molly was aware enough about his and hannibal's relationship, but what exactly did he tell her? did he ever get conscious about the gender swap (molly/hannibal and wally/abigail) and got lost in the similarities or in how different they were from each other? will is a really introspective person, so how did he manage to balance this part of him with the fact that now he was living with two more people under the same roof? did he think about hannibal every single day even tho he'd avidly try to forget about him now that he finally had what he should want? idk ive read your post about will and bervely's "friendship" and his relationship with his dogs too and it really got me into a spiral because we as viewers are obviously going to empathize with him and see the good parts about him (and im not saying he doesn't have them) but it makes us forget how disconnected (?) he is from humanity and its concepts of how someone should act/feel/behave, so it really got me curious about how it was those three years for him trying every single day to "stay in character"

Omg yes, I wish we could see it and the worse part is that I'm pretty sure we would've seen it in season 4, in flashbacks :(.

I think, based in omitted dialogue from the script, that Molly saw a bit of his true self because she mentions dreams and things like that. And to her, he used dogs as a coping mechanism, because she tells Jack that he was "worrying about dogs all the time" and then he started getting a little bit better and was just caring for them (not just worrying). Hence why people who say Will caring about his dogs proves his humanity annoys me, because it is such a sad, shallow and stupid take, when it's canon they mean so much more than that and serve such a complex symbolic purpose.

But yes, I do believe he had to wear his person suit in a way he never had before. He wanted the complete opposite of what he experienced with Hannibal, as an attempt to further bury those feelings and experiences, so Molly served that role. And because they mirrored her calling him a sweet man to Reba calling Francis a sweet man, there's this notion that yes, Will has the ability for this trait, he can be a sweet man, but there's also a beast hidden within him, and just as Francis was afraid of his vulnerability with Reba, and how that was threatening to destroy/overcome the Dragon, we have to interpret the same for Will, since they were direct parallels. So Will fearing his affection for Hannibal and Hannibal being the only one capable of perceiving Will's beast as something beautiful (hence the tiger scene) and the only one who isn't afraid of that, contrasts with Molly, who calls him sweet for his care of dogs, and is unable to see him for who he truly is. When he says I'm sorry and leaves, he's leaving for good. He knew he wasn't coming back (dead or alive).

The fact that he projected Francis' killings into him killing Molly says a lot too. This was in his subconscious, and the amount of repression he faced during those 3 years was probably reaching a critical point, that's why it takes so little for him to completely break.

#season four pls we want the deets #nbc hannibal #hannigram #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hannibal lecter #hugh dancy #ask the lamb

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norrizzandpia · 2 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/norrizzandpia/734852138798399489/bruh-lando-is-so-the-type-of-guy-to-pass-the-salt

Omg PLS turn this into a fic 😭😭😭😭

I turned this into a small blurb bc i can see this happening for lando way too much lol

She Calls Me Daddy Too (LN4)

Summary: When Y/n and Lando are having dinner at her house with her parents, Y/n asks her father to pass the salt. Too bad she didn’t specify which one she was referring to.

Warnings: inferences of Lando’s daddy kink lol, a moment of awkward silence after lando spills the deets on their sex life

Lando had met Y/n’s parents a multitude of times before. They loved him, continuously talked about how they couldn’t wait to attend their daughter’s and his wedding one day. Anyone could see how much they adored him for their daughter, so as they talked at the dinner table one Sunday night, there was no passing silence or awkward bubble where everyone was trying to figure what to say next. The conversation always flowed.

A homemade meal made from Y/n’s mother and father made her smile as she bit into the chicken her dad had smoked for the family. Usually, he was gracious with the seasoning and spices, but, for whatever reason, this time he had lacked on the salt portion.

She frowned slightly, “Daddy, can you pass me the salt?”

The next few moments were pulled from Y/n and Lando’s worst nightmares. Out of her peripheral vision, she saw Lando, too invested in the delicious food melting in his mouth to think, nod his head and begin to move his hand toward the glass container. All at once, her father moved in the same way too. Their hands knocked each other’s as they both reached the salt at the same time.

Y/n paled.

Lando, finally realizing what he had just done, started coughing on his food.

“Oh, honey,” Y/n’s mom yelped, concerned, as Lando clutched his chest, trying to control the food in his mouth.

Y/n’s father, the poor man, stilled in his seat with his fork and knife still grasped in his hands. All he could do was look helplessly between Lando and Y/n, his daughter and her boyfriend, as his brain caught up with the implications of the past actions made by Lando.

Lando flopped back down in his chair, “Um, I’m- uh, I’m so sorry.”

Y/n didn’t dare to look anyone at the table in the eye.

Her father cleared his throat and slid the salt across the table to Y/n, the scratching achingly loud in the silence, “Thank you, dad.”

He mustered a smile, “No problem, sweetie.”

Nobody said anything for the next ten minutes, everyone shoving food down their throats in an effort to make an excuse for not conversing. When her mother finally had enough of it all and started pouring everyone generous glasses of wine, the four loosened up.

And, as they all stumbled to the door, Lando and Y/n’s Uber waiting outside, her father patted Lando on the back, “Whatever happens behind closed doors, I don’t want to know about. Got it, son?”

Lando’s cheeks and ears reddened, “Yes, got it. Sorry again.”

Her mother shook her head with a drunken smile and waved her hand, “Nah, you’re okay. We were once young and in love too. It’s all we could think abo-”

Y/n squealed, “MOM!”

At that, Y/n was pulling Lando away from the godforsaken dinner and into the back of their car.

She would go on to refuse to call him daddy later that night.

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hellyeahomeland · 6 years

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So, I used to be one of those people who, when someone recommended a British TV show (e.g., Downton Abbey, Sherlock, The Crown, etc.), would almost apologetically respond, “Ya, so I’m just not that into British stuff.”

It was my get-out-of-jail-free card when I really just had no desire to watch John Lithgow play Winston Churchill.

Enter The Great British Baking Show. Or, as actual British people know it, The Great British Bake-Off.

The GBBS is Britain’s VERY famous annual baking competition to find the best amateur baker in all of Britain. I started watching this a few weeks ago after the Texas season of Top Chef left the most disgusting taste in my mouth and it was like LIGHT CLOUDS OF SOFT MERINGUE.

If you’re accustomed to American competition reality shows (whether of the food variety or not), the GBBS is a most refreshing change of pace. It’s light! It’s fun! It’s cheery! All the contestants are SO honored and pleased to be there and grow to be great friends and also just happen to be AMAZING bakers and there is no actual prize money, just the title and the experience and a glass cake stand????

Each week is themed (e.g., “cake week,” “biscuits week,” “bread week” [<< universally feared], “patisserie week,” etc.) and has a signature challenge (shorter bake where you can put your spin on a classic), technical challenge (complete surprise where they have no idea what they’re baking and a very basic recipe), and SHOWSTOPPER CHALLENGE (what it sounds like; they do crazy shit here). The challenges get harder and harder both as the season progresses and also as the series does. Like one week they tell the bakers to just “make a shortbread cookie” and a few weeks later they’re like “make a mirror cake with at least 3 tiers and 2 different flavors and 4 different types of sugar work in FOUR HOURS.” WTF???

The stuff these AMATEUR bakers come up with is incredible. The first time they told them to make baklava and I saw them all start to make phyllo pastry FROM SCRATCH I thought I was having a moment. But then they made them do it like three other times in separate seasons!! These people ARE. NOT. JOKING.

The hosts for much of the series were Mel and Sue, a wonderful comedy duo who make ALL the baking puns. They are delightful and when the going gets rough (as it sometimes does; not everything is sunshine--literally, it rains constantly in the UK in the summertime--out in Welford Park or Harptree Court or Scone Palace and OMG don’t you just love the names of British places??), they always calmly remind the baker, “Hey, it’s just [insert baking term here; e.g., cake, bread, pavlova, sugar sculpture, babka, rough puff, etc.].”

The judges are Mary Berry (yes, her real name!) and Paul Hollywood (yes, also his real name!). Paul is like.... enh, whatever, he’s kind of a jerk and every time he pokes someone’s bread I just want to punch him. Mary Berry is a flawless queen.

ANYWAY I love them all (even Paul, begrudgingly) and was quite disappointed to learn that when the show moved from BBC to Channel Four a few years ago, Mary and Mel and Sue left. But you know what? I ENDED UP LOVING THEIR REPLACEMENTS. That’s how amazing this show is. Prue, who replaced Mary, is ALSO A QUEEN.

(I honestly can’t remember the names of the replacement hosts.... I think Sandy and Noel? Anyway they are cool and make baking puns so it’s all good.)

Ok ok I need to wrap this up but please?? Watch this? It is honestly so lovely and beautiful and to see these people bake these incredible cakes and cookies and breads and all manner of things just because... they love it, because they love the challenge and the reward and the doing it? It’s honestly inspiring and it warms my heart.

P.S. I’m thinking of watching The Crown because maybe I’m not “not that into British stuff.”

P.P.S. DEETS ON WATCHING: FIVE of the most recent series are on Netflix in the US. I think you can buy earlier seasons on Amazon.

P.P.P.S. GIFS FOR YOU:

We love Mel and Sue.

Paul really is evil.

Queen Mary

TINY BEAN ANDREW I LOVED HIM

Prue can really WORK a pair of glasses and always rocks a statement necklace. We love her, too!

Loved Candice from the second she said she wanted Mary to be her nan. Also respect a woman who wears heels, a dress, and a strong lip color to bake.

We do not like Ruby but she had good facial expressions and her overwhelmed-ness was very relatable.

Nadiya forever.

GO WATCH, PLS.

#something that won't ruin your life #great british baking show #*#by: sara

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